Three shots later, I was feeling the effects of a premium grade Pantiumite. The woozy feeling in my head made me giggle uncontrollably at times. It was a little difficult to walk but it should wear off after a while.
Nash continued sipping on the Pantiumite champagne that he diluted. The effects of Pantiumite binging was not evident in Nash even after five glasses. However, Nash appeared more relaxed and had a small smile so tiny others might have to use a microscope to spot. The geezer had even chuckled to the story of my date with Jasmine, something that would normally not happen.
It wasn’t until I had come down from my high did I see a sparkle of something more solemn in Nash’s eyes.
“Titus.”
I turned and saw a rare kind of serious in Nash’s eyes. The last time he gave me this look
